Inventory

>look
You are in a dusty alcove. Nearby is something that makes your groin itch.

>check inventory
You are carrying:
A Mat of Dryer Lint
A handwritten note from Taylor Swift with several encouraging words
A Dragon Radar
A chunk of Ruin Marble
A sealed envelope containing the combined G'Gugvuntt and Vl'hurg invasion fleet
A three-headed monkey
A Holy Grail
A roman dodecahedron
A Thorne–Żytkow object
A Hard Drive full of Bitcoin

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